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me. “Is this the trick to get you to behave?” he asked as he placed kisses down my neck. “I have to fuck the brat out of you?”
“Fuck. You take me so well.” His deep, rumbling words sounded pleased. “I’m going to come,” I whined. “Who’s going to make you come?” he demanded.
I fisted the blankets on the bed and forced out the word, “You.” “Who’s inside your pussy right now?” I moaned as I arched my back even higher as I felt myself reaching the peak. “You!” “That’s right, Shiloh,” he said. “Me. Not him. Me. He will never have you. You will never be his. You belong to us.”
“Do you think that we don’t feel the same? That I don’t want to kill him for what he’s done to you?”
“I’ve never felt this type of rage before you. The mere thought of anyone hurting you…”
have two reasons,” he said and kissed me again, this time higher up on my
neck. “One: hearing you moan first thing in the morning is the best way to start my day. It would be better if I was the one making you moan, but I’ll enjoy the sound any way I can hear it.”
“And two: my life would become very unproductive if I heard you moaning all day.” His voice deepened as he spoke.
“Those sexy noises are kryptonite to my self-control.”
“If I’m exposed to too much, you’ll find yourself on your back or bent over with my cock buried inside you.”
“Some people go their whole lives without knowing happiness. Mine is multiplied by four,”
Keelan chuckled. “Feel good, baby girl?” “Yes,” I whimpered.
“What a naughty little exhibitionist we have,” Keelan said.
Creed put his hand on the blanket where my thigh was. “You might not be able to sit for a while. I plan on spanking that ass hard every time I bend you over for the foreseeable future.”
